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| F | | | Back about eighteen and twenty-five |
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| Eb | | I | left Tennessee very much alive |
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| F | | I never | would’ve made it through the Arkansas mud |
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| C | F | | If I hadn’t been riding on the | Tennessee | Stud |
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| F | | Had | some trouble with my sweetheart’s Pa |
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| Eb | | One | of her brothers was a bad outlaw |
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| F | | I | wrote a letter to my Uncle Fudd |
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| C | F | | And I rode away on the | Tennessee | Stud |
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| | | F | Eb | F | | | The | Tennessee Stud was | long and | lean |
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| | | Bb | Ab | C | | | The | color of the sun and his | eyes were | green |
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| | | F | | | He | had the nerve and he had the blood |
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| | | C | F | | | There never was a horse like | Tennessee | Stud |
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Drifted on down into no man’s land |
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Across the river called the Rio Grande |
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Raced my horse with the Spaniard’s foe |
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Til I got me a skin full of silver and gold |
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Me and the gambler, we couldn’t agree |
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We got in a fight over Tennessee |
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Pulled our guns and he fell with a thud |
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And I rode away on a Tennessee Stud |
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I rode right back across Arkansas |
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I whupped her brother and I whupped her Pa |
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I found that girl with the golden hair |
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She was riding on a Tennessee Mare |
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Pretty little baby on the cabin floor |
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Little horse colt playing round the door |
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I loved the girl with the golden hair |
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And the Tennessee Stud loves the Tennessee Mare |
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